Eeep, Update:)

Natalie P.O.V.

"Ahhhh!" Marina screamed as she ran around the house.

I have no clue why, though. It's not like anybody is chasing her. My sister is a freak.

"Don't call your sister that!" Dad scolded from behind me, scaring the heck out of me in the proccess.

I screamed and fell off of the banister of the staircase. There a loud crack as I fell on my arm, then it hurt so bad. "Ow! Ow! Ow!" I whimpered as I tried to get up. It was impossible, my arm just hurt more.

Dad ran to me and picked me up, "I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry, baby girl! Are you alright. Don't cry, c'mon lets go to the hospital."

He grabbed my arm with a ton of force, well at least it felt like it, and carried me to the family car, Marina wobbling closely behind. She looked very surprised and was laughing a little as she ran to catch up.

My dad strapped her in and then hauled me to the back seat next to Marina. He called my mom and told her that my arm was broken. It hurt so bad and after a while, I stopped feeling it and fell asleep.

When I woke up, I stared crying. My arm hurt so bad and someone was pulling on it, "STOP!" I sobbed.

The doctor person stopped pulling on my arm and said, "Damon, her radius is just sprained, but only slightly. I'll fix her up real fast, nothing too serious. Her arm might swell, but that is to be expected." (I have no idea if any of that is possible, so sorry if I'm wrong!)

"Thanks for being able to help us without and appointment. It just, happened. Thanks a lot, though... Carlisle," Dad said, holding Marina in his arms. She was asleep. I noticed my dad's face looked like he smelled something nasty.

I stuck my nose up and sniffed the air and didn't smell anything, besides the hospital smell. Ew.

A boy came into the white room and he was laughing a little. His hair was really weird. Weirdo. It looked like the color of Brady's floor. The kid frowned and then introduced himself, "Hello, I am Edward."

"Damon," my dad replied, looking ready to puke. Good thing we're at the hospital already.

Edward smiled at me and it was really weird because he did it so fast! Like he was looking at my dad one second and then at me the next.

Oh, my, gosh! SUPERHUMAN MIND READING!

Edward's eyes widened and he then said, "I gotta, ah, uhm, go see if... Alice needs help with anything. See you at home, Dad!" he called and then zoomed out of the door.

"Well, that was strange. He usually has something to tell me before he leaves. So suddenly, too." Carlizzle, Calsile, CARL, I'm just calling him CARL. Okay, so Carl said all of that.

My arm still hurts.

*2 Hours Later*

Momma barged in the hospital a few minutes after Edward left. She slapped my dad with her gigantic purse and thanked Carl for fixing my arm. I thanked him, too.

He gave me three lollipops and zero to Marina. That made me feel special. I told my parents I was Carl to be my forever-doctor. Dad got mad and said no, but Mom didn't say anything.

"Why not? I like Carl! He was nice to me!" I wailed, as Daddy carried me to my, now purple, room.

He huffed and said, "Because I said so!"

I gasped, "What? When did you turn into such a bossy person! Jeesh! It's my body! I can decide who does things to it!"

Out of nowhere, Jacob, Paul, Jared and Brady burst into my room and screamed, "WHAT?"

"I can do whatever I want with my body, you guys! Tell him!" I yelled, pointing my hurting arm at my dad, who looked red in the face.

Brady frowned and said, "What do you mean, Natalie?" His hands were in tight fists. Jacob was shaking a little and was just staring at me... It's weird, but I actually got used to the creeper stare in the last two years.

"That person," I pointed at my dad, "Said that Mr. Carl Cullen can't be my doctor! I really liked him! If I wanted to, I could have yelled for another doctor, but he was super nice to me! And he gave me three lollipops. It's not fair!"

Jacob groaned and then asked me, "Do you not feel comfortable with the hospital in La Push?"

I shook my head, "Nope! Nobody was even sick and there wasn't a doctor there who could fix my arm like Carl! Pleaaassee, convince my Mommy to let me go to Carl's hospital, Jakey-Poo and Brady-Cakes," I whimpered and made my eyes water. "The other's are super scary!"

"If that's what you want," Jacob said, kneeling down in front of me.

Brady did the same, "Yeah, and if it makes you happy."

"And only if you promise to not be scared to go get your shots," Jacob said, smiling a little at me.

I nodded and hugged him, "I promise from the bottom of my heart, thanks Jake!"

He hoisted me up on his hip and carried me downstairs as Brady followed. Both of them convinced my mom to let me go to the hospital at Forks and she convinced my dad.

I love having an older brother and a clueless best friend, who'll do anything for me, or so he says. Seriously, Jacob doesn't even know he's the best of my friends. And I'll never tell him, he has to figure it out on his own.

Aww, darn! She sprained her radius. /: Can you even sprain it? It's a bone and bones get sprained so... Ahh, screw it! Here you go you guys;D Enjoy!(: